EWR-LAX
i’m back in california, just in time for christmas. there were a lot of people in the newark airport, most of them were sitting on the floor. we got to the airport early so we thought of asking if we can get to an earlier flight to lax. the continental officer laughed at me because all the flights to lax were full. well, i just wanted to try our luck and see if we can get to lax earlier than planned.
i’m going to miss the east coast. my relatives are very kind and accommodating. before we entered the airport, our cousin-in-law gave us a hug and that made me cry. i didn’t want to cry and i didn’t want anyone to see me crying, but i guess it couldn’t be helped. i also cried when the plane was taxiing in the runway, ready to leave newark. tears just started flowing when i was looking by the window, good thing the lights in the plane were dimmed.
earlier today, i was in the car with my tita and we were talking about my trip. she asked me which place i like more. i told her i like the east coast more than the west. i really don’t know why i like it more there. it’s very cold, the weather is gloomy, the skin gets very dry and itchy (my hands were very red from dryness, it seemed like i have a wound; lotion was not enough to moisturize my skin), the subway is not very clean, and the streets are like manila (tight roads with lots of cars parked on the sides). unlike in california, the weather is great and it’s spacious wherever you go. only problem in california is it’s hard to commute. i guess i got attracted to the fast-paced life, which my tita doesn’t like about the east coast besides the weather.
